HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARV

Today would have been my husband’s eightieth birthday.  It is a bittersweet day.  Yesterday, on Mother’s Day, I visited his gravesite, laid a stone and a red rose on his plaque, and sat down on the damp grass and wished him a happy birthday.  I shed a few tears, said the kaddish prayer and walked away full of memory.

When Marv died five years ago, I wrote an obituary that compared him to a crystal:

A quartz crystal never fades and gets richer from the sunlight, but an ice crystal emits its beauty for just a short while, then melts away.  So it is too, with Marv Alper.  His presence graced us for almost 75 years and now he is glistening above.  Remember him with a smile and quick one liner and a hug with someone you love.

We had a good life together and he left me with pleasant memories and a mantra, “You will be okay, Janice.”

Guess what Marv, I am okay!

I love you and I will always love you, and for today, I will put one foot in front of the other and move forward in the rest of my life.

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